Chapter 8: not talking

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"I want to show you around." The King declared as soon as they both woke up. "Put something comfortable on and meet me at the main gates." The young woman just nodded. The King then left the room to chase up on some of his guards and the young woman made her way over to the blue vanity. She traced her figures over the picture of her, she was so confused. The picture was of her.. yet she couldn't remember anything.

"There you are." The young woman heard the King voice say as she approached him. "Why are you smiling?" She questioned confused. "I am not riding on that huge.. thing." The woman said pointing to the elk. "There's a horse for you." The King pointed to an female elf, who was walking towards them holding the reins of the horse. "Fine." The female elf helps her on. "What if I fall?" The woman questioned looking down at how high up she was. "That's a bad idea."

"Stay close and you'll be fine." The King calmly replied. "Look around."

"I am sorry but I don't know this place at all." The woman said lowering her head. "Focus.. we've been riding here almost everyday." The woman stopped. "Why are we doing this again? I AM NOT HER, I am a different person. I want to help you, that's why I've stayed."

"You just need time to remember.. but try for me." The King retorted. "I need some space, I'm going back.." The woman sighed as she turned her horse around and rode back to the castle. The King follows her, muttering "Such a child" to himself.

...

The day grows shorter and the king and the young woman haven't spoken since the morning ride. The young woman couldn't sleep so she went to walk around. But she's not alone.

"You can't sleep again?" The King questions, as he walks out of the shadows. "I could ask you the same thing." The young women whispered. "I can't sleep alone anymore." Spoke the King softly. "I've been sleeping alone all my life but now I can't do it either."

"I can help you relax." The King declares as he slowly strides closer to the young woman and takes her into his arms. The silence is broken when he begins to softly hum into her ears, a sweet song.. the type a mother sings to her new born child. She starts to play with his long blonde strands of hair, smiling to herself. They stand there for a few more minutes his arms still wrapped around her waist as the young woman gets sleepy and rests her head on his chest, slowly falling asleep.

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"Will you read that again for me? Your voice helps me to relax.." The young woman murmurs as she nestled into the Kings neck. "Sure.." He murmured back. He adjusted himself to a seating position before starting, "I am the mountain. I'm natures oldest temple, my glaciers and streams provide the water to drink. My forests, your wood, your clean air. From up here, I see how you've come to treat this world. You used to recharge your body and soul in the calm of my forests. You once climbed my peaks, seeking enlightenment." The King stops as he notices that the woman was growing sleepy, though he continued when he felt a fist to his side. "Now you take what you want and contemplate only your own gain."

The young woman closes her eyes. "Open your eyes." The King demands. "Where am I?" The young woman asks as she realises that she's not in the same room that she was a few moments ago.

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